Words
A flurry of words blows about in a random fashion in my cluttered mind, menacing but never really sticking. Sliding off my slippery soul and disappearing, evaporating into the atmosphere. Words like snowflakes, each one incredibly unique yet quite similar to every other one. Ephémère, meaningless really.
At times the words blow down on me from the left, caressing my cold heart like a peacock feather on goose bump skin in the late afternoon, or the soft whisper of a lover exhaled in a moment of passionate enthrallment.
At other times the words come pouring down on me from the right, thus sparing my fragile heart further inconvenience. It has a lighter beat then, like a languorous air of Bossa Nova. Despite the snow, I feel a bit like the Girl From Ipanema and I glide gracefully in the frosty white landscape.
Usually the words just pound straight down onto my tangled mind, chilling my thoughts, confiscating my cheerfulness, seizing my lightness in a frozen grip.
I dream of a time when the words will be the vehicle of my own peace of mind. I am forever longing for spring.
beautiful – I love the feeling and I long for spring too. Jayne
Thank you my dearest Jayne. Spring is bound to come! It always does.
Bises,
Dawn
This tastes like spring is just around the corner.
Xoxo
Although I do love the taste of snowflakes falling on my tongue!
Grosses bises,
Dawn
Beautifully written mon amie
Merci Monsieur Dominant!
Bises,
Dawn
You and me both, sissa!
Can I call you “homey?” We are old school I guess!
Bisous,
Dawn…homegirl
You can call me whatever you like. . . just call me.
Me no think meaningless.
Yes, bring on Spring!
Yeah…probably not always meaningless. Sometimes!
Spring is already blossoming on the trees…I can hear them poking their cute heads out!
Bisous to you Pete,
Dawn
Hey girl! Here I am. Personally, I think mostly you glide gracefully. Love the writing, lots of great visuals in my brain.
Merci mon amie!
Bisous to you,
Dawn
Spring around here is a wind-tunnel of dust storms. I love winter in the desert…
You are right…I love winter in the desert too!
Bises,
Dawn
And I know that didn’t relate to your post it’s just what I thought of first! – A